“I have a confession too mom. I was doing what you’re doing right now last night. I was dreaming it was you doing this. I came thinking of you too. I heard you in your orgasm and was cumming at the same time with you.”
“Really?” She asked incredulously. She gave my cock a more vigorous burst of strokes. “Did I do it like this?”
“Oh no mom, you do it so much better in reality than you do in dreams.”
“Aw, thank you honey. I wish I had been there for you. But your dad wants it so rarely that I couldn’t deny him. I do still love him. I’m not going to leave him just because I can’t get enough sex. Our marriage is built on more than that. I also can’t leave him because I love you, my son.” In the midst of this conversation, she continued her blow-now-hand job, using the time as I spoke to drool saliva onto my raging cock and stroking me with a relentless rhythm. She may not have been trying to make me cum but she wasn’t keeping me from the brink either.
“I don’t want you to divorce dad because of me, mom. I don’t want my desires to hurt Johnny or Jojo. They are just innocent bystanders in this mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.” I grunted unconsciously as mom’s tempo grew. “Speaking of messes, I’m close to making one now!”
“Oh no honey! I won’t let you waste any more of your delicious shake than you already have!” Her mouth dropped back around my cock and she worked fervently to release my cum into her mouth. Mom’s wonderful oral skills dispelled the shadowy thoughts and the solitary doubts of last night as she brought me to that excellent peak and sent me grunting and growling into the orgasmic bliss beyond.
“Oh shit, mom!” I said when I could speak again. “If I may say so, you are the best cock-sucking mother I know!”
“How many do you know?” She smiled back at me obviously with no offense at my vulgar compliment, my cum on her lips.
“It doesn’t mean you’re not still the best. If I could mix your tongue with Aunt Jess’s throat, I would have to marry that woman regardless of her relationship to anyone!”
“Are you comparing my sucking to my sister’s?”
“No. I’m not comparing them. Just that you each have your own talents and that if they were combined, would be beyond compare.”
“So I could be doing a better job?” She said coolly.
“Mom, everyone can get better. Even the best can improve.” I knew I was in a hole I couldn’t escape.
Mom’s look grew stern. I gulped. Then she grinned.
“I never thought of myself as that great at sucking cock. But I never gave much effort to improve. I never had any incentive to improve until you. That you consider me to be in a class comparable to Jess is compliment enough.”
Whew! I wasn’t going to be buried in that hole!
“Your dad won’t be asleep much longer. I had to come for my protein shake. And I felt guilty about last night.”
“Mom, you should never feel guilty about being with dad. I’ll have to man up and learn to deal with it. It’s not something that is ever going to go away. Not while you’re married and not while I’m your son. So, never. Neither one of us should feel bad. It’s the way things just are.”